Food glorious food

It's a rare treat when two interests collide, especially when it's in such a positive way.

As you know I'm a great lover of street art.  You won't know that I'm also a lover of  short films.  Recently I was sent a whole box of goodies by Shorts TV for doing nothing other than signing up to their newsletter.  The Boy has been enjoying the T-shirt and mints.

I accidently stumbled across this short film.  It starts off with a ROA, and kept me entertained all the way through.  Very clever.




This weekend we managed to burn the candle at both ends and in the middle too.  Friday night we held a Burns Night Supper evening...just us, two friends and their lad who is also at school with The Cat and The Boy.  We started with a Drambuie and Champaign cocktail, beginning the meal with mushroom soup (not Scottish, but delicious and homemade) before getting to the haggis an neaps which was washed down with red wine and whisky.  The meal finished with a selection of Scottish cheeses...some of them delicious.  We piped the haggis in (with a video on YouTube) and the Kenneth McKellar and Andy Stewart videos continued late into the night in between topping up our whisky glasses and puffing on a celebratory cigar.  We eventually crawled into bed at 3.00 am, with the room swirling around us.

Saturday we went to a packed out showing of 'Les Mis'.  I was dragged there kicking and screaming.  By the end I felt I had the moral high ground as I we all agreed it was a miserable experience.  Whilst the setting was spectacular, I'm at a loss to understand why anyone would want to listen to the music...I realise there are some 60 million people out there who will disagree....so much would have been better without the songs.

And Sunday we went to a friend's for their annual 'Edwardian Breakfast'  There was just 35 of their closest friends there.  The host is a baker...but not just any baker...he baked a cake for The Queen for her jubilee and it was carried down the Thames on the royal barge during the flotilla.  Anyway, our breakfast consisted of grapefruit with port, porridge with whisky, kedgeree with white wine, bacon, egg, sausage, black pudding, mushrooms and baked beans with red wine finished off with pastries and brandy.  Phew.

Our meals may not have been entirely authentic, and what on earth we were doing toasting the Scots, I've no idea...but it was a glorious weekend